Realizing This Is A Wuxia World After Cultivating For 300 Years Chapter 144: Let’s talk about 1 talk about 37 points
Wang Dongyang felt numbness in his scalp and cold hands and feet.
He is well aware of the consequences of such a thing.
If you really agree, it's not a question of whether you can live or not.
This will be the scourge of genocide!
Upper Realm Immortal Sect and Buddhist Academy will definitely know about this, and it is impossible to hide it.
At that time, there will be a **** or even a Buddha coming to clean up everyone involved in this matter, and at the same time, it will definitely destroy the Jiangdong Wang family in the upper realm.
There is absolutely no second possibility.
These are twelve bodhisattvas, twelve earth immortals, and twenty human immortals!
Even if it is apportioned to one Buddhist temple and four immortal gates, it is still a huge amount.
Especially the Baolin Temple, this time it's even more serious!
If all these powerhouses were killed in Langya, the consequences would be unimaginable.
It's terrifying!
"No, no no no!!" Wang Dongyang shook his head repeatedly, his face extremely pale, he gritted his teeth and said, "Shangxian, you, kill me, I can't do such a thing, I can't."
After speaking, he closed his eyes, intending to beg for death.
"Don't be in a hurry to refuse." Cui Heng was not annoyed, he still smiled and said, "I will send you to the Wang Family in Langya, and it will not be too late to make a decision after you have communicated with Wang Donglin."
Wang Dongyang shook his head again and again and said, "Shangxian, you should kill me, I have absolutely no chance..."
"Where is the Yellow Turban Warrior?" Cui Heng called the Yellow Turban Warrior directly, interrupting Wang Dongyang's words.
Then, seeing the yellow scarf warrior outside suddenly stretch out his hand, a giant hand glowing with dark golden light came in directly from the door of the inner hall, pinching Wang Dongyang in his hand like a little chicken. caught out.
"Shangxian, no, uh..." Wang Dongyang still wanted to struggle, but it was pointless. He was pinched by the Yellow Turban Warrior and couldn't speak.
When the boy white tiger saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing. Finally, he was not alone in suffering the pain of being caught by this giant.
However, he soon realized that this was very inappropriate and hurriedly closed his mouth.
At this time, Cui Heng had already looked at him and said with a smile: "Xiantong Moxiao, this matter also needs your help. You can act after the invitation from the Wang Family of Langya.
"At that time, no matter whether anyone accepts the invitation to this banquet or not, on the seventh day of receiving the invitation, you will arrive at the Langya Wang Family with the people from the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect to attend the banquet, indicating that you have accepted the Imperial Beast Immortal. door.”
The smile on Baihu boy's face froze when he heard the words, his expression suddenly became more ugly than crying, and he said in a trembling voice: "Shangxian, this, this is not good, the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect promised not to. Interfering in the Nether Dispute..."
Bang!
At this moment, the yellow scarf warriors outside suddenly stomped their feet, causing the ground to tremble violently.
The white tiger boy immediately fell to the ground.
The fear of facing the Yellow Turban Warriors was used in his heart again. He felt that he was going to be beaten to death, and he nodded hurriedly: "I promise, Shangxian, I promise."
Kneeling on the spot belongs to yes.
Actually, he is more aware of the consequences of this incident than Wang Dongyang, and he is also very clear about the meaning of his acceptance of this banquet invitation.
Cui Heng's purpose is very clear.
It is to use his identity to let the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect give this banquet platform.
After all, for the Xianmen Buddhist Academy in the upper realm, the invitation of the King of Langya is of no value at all.
Even if there is Wang Dongyang, the eldest son of the main line of the Jiangdong Wang family in the upper realm, it doesn't make any sense.
After all, the Jiangdong Wang family itself is just a family under the rule of Xianmen.
The high-ranking Xianmen Buddhist Academy may simply care about this level of invitation.
If it's just that the Wang family holds a banquet, at most they will invite noble families with the same nine surnames, as well as a few wealthy families. People from the Xianmen Buddhist Academy don't even have to think about it.
In the end, what Cui Hengneng killed was the 20 or 30 immortals from the rich and powerful family.
It is impossible to harm the Xianmen Buddhist Academy.
But as long as the Imperial Beast Xianmen accepts the invitation, it will be different.
This is equivalent to raising the level of the banquet to the point where the Nine Great Immortal Sects will also attend.
In this way, those immortal gate Buddhist temples are very likely to pass.
Only in this way can Cui Heng's goal be achieved.
From this aspect, the white tiger boy is actually the most important part of the whole planning process.
Much more important than the Langya Wang Clan who sent the invitation.
But this price must be extremely serious.
When the upper realm learns about this, it will definitely carry out a big reckoning. Even if the Imperial Beast Immortal Sect is one of the nine immortal sects, it cannot be spared.
It is even more impossible to resist the anger of many immortals and Buddhist temples.
There will only be an ending of being destroyed.
This means that as long as the white tiger boy agrees to Cui Heng, it is equivalent to pushing the Imperial Beast Immortal Gate into the abyss.
For this reason, Wang Dongyang would rather die than agree.
However, compared to Wang Dongyang, who decisively rejected Cui Heng for the survival of the family, the white tiger boy is obviously more "filial".
And also cherish life very much.
After just holding on for a while, he resolutely persuaded again.
He directly agreed to Cui Heng's request.
After all, in the eyes of the white tiger boy, his own life is the most important.
As long as he can survive, he can do anything.
Only alive, there is everything!
"Father in charge, father, mother, I'm sorry, the child is also a last resort." Baihu boy thought with great sadness in his heart.
This can be said to be quite filial.
Cui Heng looked at the white tiger boy with some surprise. He didn't even think that the white tiger boy would agree so quickly.
Originally, he planned to use the Yellow Turban Warrior to scare him.
Now it's all useless.
There is also Wang Dongyang's comparison in the front. The difference between the two is really obvious.
However, this is a good thing and saves a lot of trouble.
"Xiantong is a person who is aware of current affairs." Cui Heng looked at the white tiger boy with a half-smile, and at the same time flicked his fingers, releasing a small amount of magic power.
This trace of mana quickly enveloped the white tiger boy, got into his body, and wandered among his limbs and internal organs.
In just a split second, the remaining wounds on his body were completely healed.
The white tiger boy was pleasantly surprised to discover the changes in his body. This kind of treatment effect is even better than the treatment of the mythical beast, the white tiger. He immediately saluted respectfully, "Thank you, Immortal!"
"Thank you, you don't have to, you can do things well." Cui Heng nodded lightly, then walked to the courtyard outside the inner hall, and said lightly, "Come out with me."
"Yes, High Immortal!" The white tiger boy immediately got up when he heard the words, bowed his head and respectfully followed behind Cui Heng, like a most loyal dog.
After agreeing to Cui Heng's request, he has no turning back.
The only way to make Cui Heng satisfied is to do his best.
Only in this way can he look forward to Cui Hengneng showing mercy and running with him when the Upper Realm Xianmen Buddhist Academy encircled the imperial beast Xianmen.
Until now, neither the white tiger boy nor Wang Dongyang and others think that Cui Heng can resist the encirclement and suppression of the Xianmen Buddhist Academy.
That's one of the reasons they want to say no.
However, in the eyes of the white tiger boy, with the cultivation level of Cui Hengtian, it should be no problem to escape with himself, and it is worth a fight.
At this time, Cui Heng had come to the courtyard and stood in front of the golden car.
Zheng Nanxun, Zhang Shuming and others also followed.
The white tiger boy walked last.
"The dew on this is the so-called sky dew." Cui Heng pointed to the dew condensed on the golden car and asked the white tiger boy.
He has always been curious about the dew spar of this act, what is its essence, why does the immortal gate of the upper realm collect this thing, and why can it be used to open the passage to the lower realm?
"Reporting to the Immortal, this is indeed the sky dew. After only seven days, they will condense into sky dew spar, and if they return to the upper realm immediately, they will also directly condense into spar."
"There are so many, how come there are so many?!" At this time, Wang Dongyang, who was being held by the Yellow Turban Warrior, shouted in shock, looking at the golden chariot in disbelief.
In his opinion, the amount of dew condensed on it is too much, which is completely unreasonable.
The long-term poverty of Jiangdong Wang's family made him extremely sensitive to the amount of Tianlu spar, and it felt wrong just at a glance.
"A lot?" The white tiger boy looked at Wang Dongyang with a look of surprise, shook his head and said, "Actually, it's not much at all, these days dew condensed into spar at most 2,000, under normal circumstances it should be There are more than three thousand.”
"Two, isn't it more than two thousand?!" Wang Dongyang's face was as pale as paper. He wanted to work so hard that he would be able to collect thirty or forty pieces at a time, and at most it would only be seven. Only eighty.
The Xianmen side actually collected two thousand in one go and was not satisfied. Do you think it's too few? !
"It's really very few." The white tiger boy nodded and said with a natural expression, "Usually speaking, three or four thousand pieces at a time are actually the minimum, and the maximum can reach seven or eight thousand pieces."
"Seven, seven or eight thousand..." Wang Dongyang almost fainted when he heard it, trembling with anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Doesn't this mean that Xianmen collects once is more than a hundred times for us?" /
A hundred times!
Once every 100 years, which means that the collection of Xianmen once is equal to the amount they have collected for 10,000 years!
"One hundred times? It's not like..." The white tiger boy laughed when he heard this.
At the same time, he quietly looked at Cui Heng's expression, and after finding that there was no abnormality, he continued to say to Wang Dongyang, "Actually speaking, one state is enough to collect hundreds of them at a time. There should be about two hundred."
"How is this possible?!" Wang Dongyang couldn't believe it. He had never heard of such a wealthy family.
"Because your fairy weapons are all given by Xianmen." The white tiger boy shook his head and sighed, "There is something tricky in the fairy tools given to you. Before condensing the dew outside, it will trap some invisible energy. can't be found."
Wang Dongyang's complexion turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice, "This, this... is also divided into three or seven?!"
"That's right." The white tiger boy nodded and said, "70% is ours. After you return the immortal artifact to Xianmen, we will refine the 70% of the invisible energy trapped in it into Tianlu spar."
"Shameless, shameless!!" Wang Dongyang was about to vomit blood. After so many years of love, Xianmen was playing with such aristocratic families as fools.
"Do you know why the passage to the lower realm requires Tianlu spar to open?" The white tiger boy smiled and threw out another big news, "Because the cross-border fairy tool you used was also given by Xianmen."
"The lower realm itself doesn't need to consume Tianlu spar?!" Wang Dongyang felt that he was about to faint. If so, what did the Jiangdong Wang family save for so many years?
"That's still needed, but very little." The white tiger boy explained very patiently, "For each immortal to come, only one spar of sky dew is needed, and for each immortal to come, All you need is three celestial hedrons.
"As for those expensive ~IndoMTL.com~, they will be stored in the cross-border fairy artifact. When you return the fairy artifact, we will extract the sky dew spar."
"How can this happen, how can this happen?!" Wang Dongyang felt that his life over the past two hundred years was like a joke, and suddenly turned to look at Cui Heng.
"Shangxian, I promise, I promise your request!
"I'm going to kill those people in the fairy sect, I'm going to kill them!
"Even if you ruin the entire Jiangdong Wang family for this, it will be worth it!"
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ps: This is the chapter in the morning. I fell asleep last night when I wrote it. I didn't have time to update it. I asked for a monthly pass at the beginning of the month~